Day Forty Two, March 5, 2011

 

It rained tonight on my window

You can’t depend on your eyes when your imagination is out of focus.” —Mark Twain

Today was a day of looking at balances, re-arranging thoughts, deep contemplations, and searching for rhythms. There is a rhythm in the rain that can lull you to sleep if it falls gently, there is also rhythm in the city lights that pass by your window as you sail through the busy streets. Rhythm is everywhere, in our heartbeat, in the days, in the nights, in the tides and in the birth and death of every living thing.

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